Perfectly Imperfect

That moment when it all clicks about how you got to where you are today. 

You don't know whether to laugh out of joy that it makes sense 

and you can live free...

...or hide in disgust.

You do neither and just sit with it. 

Does ANY

of what you saw 

in your shadow

MATTER?

YES. 

IT DOES. 

It matters how you see yourself. 

It matters the way you make sense of your life. 

It matters that you now KNOW...

...IT

...WAS

......NOT

YOUR FAULT.

It can't be argued that it was. 

You responded with survival instincts.

You were a child. A CHILD. 

All you wanted was LOVE. 

To be SAFE. To be SEEN. To be HEARD.

Now, what was that story you told yourself before?

ERASE IT. 

The TRUTH is, you are perfect 

in all your imperfections. 

Grow with that knowledge.

Grow with Love.

❤S